Discipline

Mako walked into the office space that was separated by a large bulletproof two way mirror. Beifong was at a metal table preparing to question Korra who sat in the room opposite where they were.

"Thank you for gracing us with your presence.." Beifong spoke. Her tone anything but amused to be waiting for him to join.

"Sorry chief, I got a little caught up." Mako replied, trying to shake off his convo with Kuvira.

He walked up to the window and stared at Korra for a few moments. He could see her but she couldn't see him. The window was only a mirror from her perspective.

The princess was just sitting at the table in the barren room with her hands in her lap. Her shoulder length hair was partially draped over the side of her face. Her eyes were low, maybe out of exhaustion. They were up very late last night and their heated conversation from this morning wasn't the best wake up call.

Mako ran his hand across the back of his neck awkwardly. He was hot headed but truly could never stay mad at Korra. It was stupid of him this morning to act like everything was cool. He felt so desperate to show her since his words weren't enough to tell her. Maybe he just needed to stop pushing so much...

Almost intuitively, Korra looked up at the mirror as if she could feel him staring at her. As they locked eyes he quickly looked away and cleared his throat.

"Ready when you are." He said.

As they entered the room Korra sat up a bit taller. Her brows jumped at the sight of Mako dressed so professional and yet casual. The detective look suited him way nicer than those frumpy police officer uniforms. The holster strapped over his shoulders and across his chest was a nice touch and softly resembled fetish wear in her mind.

As Beifong began their session, Korra tried her best to ignore the obvious tension between her and Mako. He was at work after all and their personal matters weren't so important right now.

Beifong jotted down a few notes as she walked around the dimly lit room.

"When was the last time you had possession of the crown Korra?"

The princess thought for a moment, fidgeting with her hands for a few seconds. "I gave it to the restoration department last Thursday to be repainted. Afterward it was placed in a temperature controlled storage room under lock and key. I can provide everyone's schedules and clocked in shifts..."

Beifong nodded, making sure to take active notes that could be fact checked later on. "Assuming it was someone working from the inside, the plan must of taken a few days to conspire. Where were you Friday, Saturday night and Sunday morning?"

"Oh..umm." Korra's eyes flickered to Mako's face awkwardly. He turned away and crossed his arms over his chest. He tried to play if off but his face turning a blushing red gave away his displeasure.

"I-I was with my friend Tahno. He can vouch for me-"

"I picked Korra up from his house Sunday night, that's where she was." Mako intervened, as if he wanted nothing to do with Tahno getting involved...with anything.

Beifong hummed before taking a seat across from Korra at the table. She had been questioning staff all morning and still haven't found many leads. After the ten some odd minutes with Korra they weren't getting anywhere here either.

"Honestly princess I don't think you played a part in this." Beifong began, "However, would you happen to have any idea of the motives as to why some would steal the crown?"

"It's an heirloom, it's gotta be expensive." Mako chimed in. He leaned against the table on Korra's righthand side casually.

Korra tilted her head. "Yeah it is, but also The South and the Fire Nation embassy have been arguing over this discovery since it was found. There's some animosity between parties-"

"So we should assume it was someone of the water tribe." Mako interrupted again.

"No." Korra snapped. "Just because we think it belongs to us doesn't mean we'd go to such lengths as to steal it!"

"So you do believe it's yours?" Beifong asked.

"No." Korra stammered. She stopped and took a slow breath. They were being very mindful of every word she said so she needed to be concise when she spoke.

"I didn't mean to say "We". The embassy already granted us the permission to keep the crown here at the museum. I was very happy with that compromise."

"But were your people happy as well?" Mako asked.

"It could of been someone from the Fire Nation.." Korra glared at him, "They are usually a bit impulsive when it comes to things they think belong to them."

Mako huffed, ignoring her subtle stab at his 'possessiveness'.

"That's a bit judgmental don't you think?"

Korra scoffed, "And what you just said wasn't!"

Beifong cleared her throat silencing them both. Whatever discourse they had between each-other she didn't much care for and wanted to steer back to the topic at hand. "The Fire Nation Embassy already agreed to keep the artifact here. So it must be someone who didn't agree with that compromise."

"The crown wasn't public information so...It has to be someone who was at the viewing party or the gala?" Korra shrugged. They were all royalty and officials so tracking them down would be easier than some common thief.

"Higher ups usually aren't the ones getting their hands dirty but you might have a point." Mako added.

"So what now?" Korra asked desperately.

"That's it." Beifong spoke. "No other questions."

Korra huffed, "I want to help-"

"This isn't that type of job." Mako replied. Korra wasn't qualified or under any jurisdiction to know any more information.

"If we need you I'll let you know." Beifong added before leaving the room.

Korra stood up from the table and followed the chief outside, she wasn't taking no for an answer.

"My uncle! Chief Unalaq was there the whole weekend! I can contact him for you." Korra called out. She didn't want to mention her uncle's distaste for the Fire Nation as to further perpetuate their stereotypes.

"I'm a direct line to him! Trust me getting info on the South isn't an easy thing to do."

Mako followed behind her, "Korra enough...You're not an officer, this isn't your job-"

"Add Korra to your team detective." Beifong spoke.

Mako blinked, charging forward a few steps to be sure he heard her correctly. "I've already hand picked my team for this case..."

Beifong pointed to Korra nonchalantly, "Well now you have one more resource...Just keep her off the ground work kid."

The pair shared a quick, awkward glance as Mako swallowed his next protest. He didn't want to push the chief too hard and she take him off the case all together.

"uh..Thank you Chief Beifong!" Korra spoke as she departed.

Mako rubbed the bridge of his nose and turned to walk back to his office. Korra watched him go, thinking it best to not bud in again, emotions still felt too high.

Becoming a resource on his task force for when they need information on the museum was a good start. It was surly better than nothing and calmed Korra's anxiety a little bit. As she traveled toward the front of the police station she saw a familiar figure in the distance.

"Asami?" She called.

Bright green eyes met her gaze followed by a small smile by painted red lips.

"Hey Korra," they approached each other, doing that awkward dance where you invade one another's personal space wanting a hug but neither initiating the action. They seemed to always be on the brink of physical connection but neither one wanting to take the initiative.

Korra broke the tension by taking a small polite step back. "Here to be interrogated as well?" She asked sarcastically.

"Yeah," Asami breathed, "Just buying time till I'm next..." Asami rubbed her shoulder shyly, "I'm really sorry this happened. What a crazy turn of events."

"Tell me about it." Korra skirted the heel of her shoe across the ground stubbornly. "All I can do now is wait which just makes things worse...I know I shouldn't be trying to fix it but I still can't get over it being my fault. The reveal was supposed to be this week but now everything is delayed.."

Asami placed her hand on Korra's shoulder encouragingly, "I hope you know that Iroh does not blame you at all. We're going to do everything we can to help and insure nothing else from the Fire Nation exhibition gets taken."

"Thanks." Korra shrugged.

Asami pouted, genuinely hating seeing Korra upset. "Maybe taking a day off would be good? I'm sure I won't take so long here...Then we can head out? Get your mind off of the investigation?"

Korra's eyes beamed for a moment before she realized she had already made plans with Kuvira for the day. "Oh...I would. I just promised to meet up with someone else once this was over."

Asami shrugged, trying to seem like she enjoyed hearing that. "Oh okay! That's fine, another time then."

Korra took a step closer, "Actually, Mako did mention something about the three of us meeting up to talk?"

Asami bit into her bottom lip anxiously, "Y-yeah he told me that too...I think it's good that we do."

Asami didn't know what was entirely going on, but she could tell there was this nervous energy around the three of them. She really felt 'out of the loop' and couldn't quite figure out why. After the other night she had exploring the Secret Tunnel with Iroh, there was a lot going on in the city she knew nothing about. A city of secrets.

Even though things felt off, Korra really wanted to make things work. Did that include telling Asami about her and Mako's secret 'love' affair? The thought of telling Asami she'd been fucking around this whole time made her feel a bit guilty. Even though she knew she shouldn't feel that way, Korra couldn't help but think of how Asami would look at her differently. Asami threw herself into her work when they broke up and Korra threw herself into bed with multiple people...

"H-has Mako said anything?" Korra asked.

"Not really, just that you two were doing okay and Bolin missed having us all together..."

"Yeah," Korra sighed, "Bolin told me that too." Before winter vacation was over, they all really needed to go out together, it had been far too long. Mako's promotion ended too shortly and was filled to the brim with melodramatic flair. They needed a night of chill vibes, Korra was determined to make that happen.

"We'll talk soon. Obviously with the case going on it'll be hectic, but I'll make it work. I'd really love us all together too."

"Likewise." Asami smiled.

Later in the day Korra and Kuvira went out for a casual dinner. It was well into the night when they ended up in a booth at Tahno's bar for a few drinks.

Much to Kuvira's demise Korra told her all about her date with Tahno and where everyone stood with her up to this point.

"I get it now...Not really a fuck buddy, not really a FWB." Kuvira shrugged. She eyed Tahno at the alcohol cabinet briskly pouring drinks. It was a busy night so he couldn't really stop to entertain them.

"Tahno and I are on the same page. There's attraction there, we're just not forcing anything and that feels nice." Korra stirred her mint julep poking a glance at her friend as well. Tahno paused and noticed Korra's absent minded stare. He looked at Kuvira terrified before mouthing the words 'DO YOU NEED HELP?' as if Korra was being held hostage.

As Korra laughed Kuvira shook her head and flipped him off. Tahno only chuckled and continued with his work.

"Anyway...did I ever make you feel like that?" Kuvira asked after taking a sip of her bitters. "Like you had to be more for me?"

Korra eyed her half-eaten food somberly. "No...but I wanted to. I know you're going through a lot right now and I honestly didn't mind being an escape for you."

She cupped Kuvira's hand across the table and squeezed it lightly, "You definitely are for me."

Kuvira had the same kind of dominant energy Mako had but without the possessiveness. She had a duality to her that was both emotionally feminine underneath her masculine exterior. As long she she'd know her, this was the closest Korra has been to her inner world and she appreciated the window inside.

"I can't believe you told the press already. Did you hear anything from Bataar Jr.?"

"No." Kuvira replied holding her chin high almost in defense of her actions. "That's what's weird...I think he's planning something."

"What else could they possibly do?" Korra asked while eating one of her syrup soaked cherries sitting at the bottom of her glass.

"They are more so protecting their reputation and his ego by not confirming or denying what I said. They are probably planning the best time to be public with their own statements...Anything to make me look like a jealous, crazy-"

"It won't be that bad." Korra said reassuringly.

"I hope so." Kuvira responded.

She looked down at their hands still in thought. She was plagued by her conversation with Mako from earlier and just wanted to vocalize his concern and hear the confirmation from her Korra herself.

"We can stop whenever you want Korra." Her primly cut, short finger nails lightly grazed the skin of Korra's wrist. "Not that I want to..but...You're calling the shots here."

Korra shrugged, her gaze drifting. "Honestly...I've been thinking I should... Or at least take a break."

Kuvira looked surprised, mostly out of the fact that Korra's sex drive was that of a bunny in heat. "Really? Mako right?"

"I see how it's effecting everyone else, especially him and...I don't like hurting him."

"I'm fine with this, so is Tahno, and unless there's another person I should know about why should he dictate anything you do? He got himself into this mess..."

"I know, but so did I-I don't know. It was fun at first, playful, even when you got involved...but now it's just too intense."

"He told me you said it back, that you loved him too..."

Korra cocked her head to the side confused, "When exactly have you two been talking?"

"When YOU decided to go MIA with emo boy over there..." Kuvira smirked. "Mako was freaking out..."

Korra sighed harshly, "That was stupid of me, I shouldn't have ran way..."

"You needed your space and that's exactly what I told him." Kuvira said defensively. "Stop being all mopey when you did nothing wrong."

"Tahno said the same thing-"

"HA! We agree on something! Maybe he is good enough for you after all."

"..Asami and I are on speaking terms again...friends I guess...Now this just feels like a dirty secret."

"Is that a bad thing?" Kuvira retorted, "You're letting other people influence you princess... I'm not a huge fan of that."

"Asami would loose it if she found out Mako and I were hooking up! Once she's free from her father her plan was to come back to me...That was initially the whole point! And Mako knew this the whole time!"

Kuvira made an awkward face, "That doesn't sound too pretty..but that's not your problem anymore. You told her not to wait up for you...You're allowed to move on."

Korra hugged her shoulders, "I said that because I didn't want her involved...but I guess you're right. I just care more about how everyone else feels." She ate another cherry and swallowed it drily. "If I found out my friend was fucking my ex-girlfriend/friend behind my back I'd be pretty pressed about it though.."

"Does Mako care?" Kuvira asked.

"I think that's why he wants all of us to talk..things are awkward right now. Mako seems weirdly defensive."

Kuvira could hear the fragility in Korra's voice and felt a bit guilty. She rolled her eyes, not particularly fond of confessing when she was in the wrong. "That's..not entirely your fault..."

Korra looked at her bewildered, "What do you mean?"

Kuvira sat back, sitting with her legs open in a "boy-ish" fashion. "I probably shouldn't have provoked him as much as I did,"

The princess didn't seem so shocked by that, "I thought that was your 'thing' you and Mako did." Their form of foreplay in the act of flexing their dominance over each other. Provoking was practically their mutual love language.

"Yeah," She interrupted, "But I..maybe went too far. I don't think he likes being considered 'pussy-whipped'."

Korra stopped and blinked. She scrunched her face angrily as she connected all the dots. "Kuvira."

"I was just teasing-"

"Mako acts the way he does because he can be sensitive-" It was belittling to see Mako's love for Korra as vulgar sexual gratification. She knew how frustrating it must of felt on his end to defend his honor and his intentions. It was never just sex to him and Korra could see why that would make him so angry.

"Yeah I know that now." Kuvira groaned. "I was thinking that might do him some good! He was clinging to you too much..."

"Yeah Kuvira...because he loves me." It was weird saying that out loud, but a part of her liked how that sounded. "That's very different from being pussy-whipped...Why would you tease him like that?"

"If you can sex with other people, I thought maybe he should try...Try to get over you. Loosen up a bit."

"Mako's not built like that..." Korra replied. She realized throughout this entire journey just how demi-sexual Mako actually was and how vastly different her form of sexual fluidity was in comparison. That's why they clashed so hard.

"I...I love him." Korra breathed, "So much so that I can stop with the fucking around, just until everything cools down. I know he doesn't like it..."

Korra looked over at Tahno again. That must of been the last straw for sure, and definitely a curve ball no one saw coming. A few months ago Korra probably would have never imagined it would happen either.

"Don't spare his feelings and deny yourself what you desire in the process." Kuvira rolled her eyes, maybe she was just too damn 'heartless'.

"I don't want him to feel bad for wanting commitment...Isn't that what we're all secretly chasing?"

"Not for me anymore." Kuvira replied bluntly.

"Well you shouldn't take it out on him! No wonder he's been acting so anal! He has nothing to prove!"

"Yeah...especially not with me." Kuvira muttered.

"What?" Korra spat.

Kuvira swallowed the rest of her drink before she replied. "Mako...wanted to try with someone else. Granted I kept pushing him..." She lifted her palm innocently as if to stop Korra from chewing her out again. "I guess after the other night with the three of us and the fact that I've already seen him naked...he felt the most comfortable asking me-"

"And did you?" Korra snapped, her cheeks heating up in a mixture of anger and excitement.

Kuvira sat forward, "No! I mean-I can tease and flirt but..Mako. No. Men in general...eh.. Even if I wanted to, I didn't see that being okay from your perspective. I know you two have history and...I'd rather not get on your bad side."

Korra stood up from the table and gathered her things. "Too late for that."

She turned and began walking away toward the exit, waving goodbye to Tahno on her way out. "Come on, we're going back to the police station."

Kuvira stood up and sped up after her friend. "You don't want to go home?"

"No. If anything, Mako is still at work. We all need to talk..."

Korra knocked on Mako's office door before barging inside. The station was mostly abandoned as everyone went home for the night, but Korra knew Mako would still be up, overworking as he usually did.

"Look. I don't want to come between you and your job. This is your first big case and I want to help you...As your friend."

Mako looked up from his desk in shock to see Korra accompanied by Kuvira. "How did you get in here?" He asked.

She rolled her eyes, "Beifong gave me keys..."

"Right." He huffed and closed his laptop, "What's going on?" He shot a weird look at Kuvira who seemed just as confused as he was.

"Like I just said. I don't want to make things harder for you. I really don't." Korra breathed a deep sigh, "So I'm telling you what I just told Kuvira. I'm not having sex with anyone...anymore.."

Mako's brows shot up as a look of bewilderment panned across his face. On the one hand, he was happy with this conclusion but on the other hand, he felt like he was making her choose that option.

"Korra..I don't know what to say"

"Thank you at least." She replied bluntly, giving up her sexual appetite was not an easy feat.

"You don't have to do that on my behalf..."

"No! I need to! So we can all put whatever the hell this is behind us!" Korra stared at the both of them with open arms.

Mako looked at the General again and this time they seemed to know what Korra was alluding.

"Korra if it makes you happy I have no problem apologizing." Kuvira turned to Mako sincerely, "I'm sorry I called you whipped okay? That's why Korra's upset. I shouldn't have gloated you on. I'm interfering where I shouldn't and I can own up to that."

Mako stood up from his chair, shaking his head like it was nothing serious. Which it most certainly was not. He could admit this afternoon was a moment of weakness on his end.

"Regardless of what you call me, I know my truth." Mako replied sternly. He bowed his head, "I know..I can be jealous, sometimes too much for my own good. So I think I need a little discipline..."

Korra sighed, feeling a swarm of butterflies flutter in her stomach. That definitely wasn't what she thought he would admit. "I'm not gonna disagree with you there.." She spoke.

"I can just be your friend Korra...Like I said before..If you still think this is healthy for you...Don't stop on my behalf." He'll just have to deal with the jealousy on his own time.

"Also, Tahno and I...It's not as serious as it looks."

Mako groaned annoyed that somehow he can't seem to escape the mention of Tahno.

"I'm serious...We're just doing what feels good and we're not attaching anything to it." Korra protested.

"Didn't I make you feel good?" Mako asked, his gaze poking up at her lowly.

Korra froze, she could feel her cheeks physically heating up in the moment. That was it wasn't it? It made him feel like he wasn't enough.

"o-of course you did...More than anyone." she whispered.

Kuvira looked away, her bottom teeth scraping against her top.

Mako nodded quietly, acknowledging he let his emotions cloud his judgment. "I believe you Korra..."

"Good." She sighed, "Are we all good?"

"Yeah," Kuvira voiced as Mako nodded in agreement.

"Good because you've been really patient and open with me during all of this..." Korra walked up to his desk and crossed her arms over her chest. "And Kuvira told me what's been going on between the two of you... I think it's only fair you get to explore that too.."

Mako blinked, "What? no-its not like that..."

"Really its not-" Kuvira added.

"It's okay." Korra reassured them. She remembered what Tahno had drunkenly told her weeks ago and was surprised how even now things were clicking into place.

"People don't hate each other without having some underling attraction. Don't ask me why that makes sense...It just does..."

Mako and Kuvira liked having that challenge for dominance, seeing Korra as an objective prize. Since she did truly plan on pulling back from her multiple sexual escapades, she only thought it best to make sure everything was laid out to rest before calling it quits. They just needed a push in the right direction and Korra's curiosity was at its peak to see this come into fruition.

"There needs to be a healthier level of competition between you two..." Korra cooed.

Mako arched his brow, "Competition?"

The princess strolled up to him and eyed his lips cautiously. She carefully threaded her hands under his jaw and cupped his face. Mako eagerly took her lead and leaned forward to kiss her. After a few quick exchanges Korra pulled away with her eyes lowered seductively.

"You said you need discipline and I'm willing to tame you..." She spoke with a sultry air of confidence. Mako really didn't dive into his sexuality unless Korra was there as a mentor. She was intrigued by this dynamic and wanted to explore all its avenues.

Mako looked at her partially stunned but still incredibly turned on.

"Korra I-I..."

She turned on her heel and walked over to Kuvira. The taller woman looked just as caught off guard as Mako was. Korra was so unpredictable at times that she seemed like two different people entirely. She was angry at them moments ago and now suddenly horny. Who the hell was ever this damn impulsive?

They locked eyes and without hesitation began making out as if Mako wasn't just a few feet away. Korra clutched the collar of Kuvira's shirt and pulled her against her body as they ferociously exchanged kisses.

The detective was instantly enticed by the display and didn't quite know what to do with himself other than watch. He grew more and more excited by the second.

As Korra moved away Kuvira chased her lips, not being one that liked stopping what they had started.

"Princess..?" She breathed, her eyes lidded in heat.

Korra walked backward until her back met the edge of Mako's desk, a familiar place she's been before. She confidently lifted her shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. Her large breasts sat perfectly atop her rib cage in a black thinly strapped bra.

"I don't care what you say, I've made up my mind, but I think I can give you both one last time..."

Kuvira and Mako both took an eager step toward Korra, stopping once they realized there was bound to be a power struggle in this scenario. Korra seemed to know what she wanted, but they were at odds not understanding how this would play out.

Korra leaned back nonchalantly as if waiting for the show to start. "..So go ahead."

Kuvira scoffed, "You're joking." The princess surely wasn't insinuating her and Mako fuck while SHE watched?

Korra unbuttoned her pants and slid them down her legs. She sat on Mako's desk with her legs open and cocky smirk on her face. Her gaze bounced between the two of them confidently.

"You've been teasing each other for weeks now and all of a sudden you have cold feet?" Korra mocked.

"Korra...This is ridiculous.." Kuvira stammered. She took a small step away from Mako once she realized they were standing a bit too close and his erection began to outline the front of his pants.

"Agreed.." Mako breathed, ignoring the tightness of his trousers. He was already loosing the fight between the head on his shoulders and the one between his legs.

"Fine..." Korra parted her legs wider and sunk deeper into her hips. "You can watch. If this is my last time for a while, I'm going to enjoy it with or without you."

The princess reached between her legs and comfortably began caressing her sex like it was second nature. She carefully began rubbing her clit in small soft circles, lighting her senses aflame. The pads of her fingers were already wet just from the anticipation alone.

"Hmm..." She breathed, rolling her hips back and forth. Having them both standing and watching with labored anticipation was so erotically satisfying she was milking every moment of it.

She massaged down her lips and shivered at the touch.

Mako looked at Kuvira to see that she was still putting up a cold front. In his mind, if Korra was serious about lightening up her sexual habits he wasn't missing the chance to have her one last time before she stopped.

The detective strode forward first, getting down on his knees with the unbearable desire to replace Korra's hands with his mouth. He held her gaze as he moved closer, waiting for her to grant him access. Her calfs were on either side of his shoulders and he lightly began to caress them.

At first Korra was going to say no but felt the need to get them both warmed up.

She lifted her hand and combed her fingers through his hair, pulling him in. He kissed her clothed sex, enjoying the warmth of her body against his face. Korra widened her legs and grabbed a hand full of his hair as he began kissing her clit. He sucked on the thin fabric concealing her outer lips, and nipped on her subtle taste.

He was rock hard now, buried deep in perverted thoughts. Pleasing Korra was the only thing anchoring him to reality in this present moment. Taking another quick glance at her he hooked his index finger under her panty and ripped the fabric in half, uncaring to properly take them off. Korra gasped softly, finding his savagery way too hot to handle. From now on that was the only acceptable way to take her clothes off.

He breathed in her pheromones, letting them curl around his senses and drive him absolutely wild. He hooked his hands under her thighs, pulled her against his mouth, and devoured her. Korra gasped and arched her back as his tongue darted between her lips and up toward her clit.

"Ah!-" She exclaimed. She pulled on his hair harder as he slithered his wet muscle along the thread of her senses, plucking each cord, awaking a new sensation. Korra purred and spotted Kuvira a few paces away, studying them closely. Korra could tell she was fighting her own pride and wanted to see her break.

She held Kuvira's gaze and continued to rock her hips against Mako's face. He kept up with her thrusts, sucking and licking every inch of her skin. Korra's eyes fluttered as she sucked her teeth, writhing in pure bliss. She pulled down the cups of her bra, letting the fat of her breasts spill over the elastic strap. Kuvira stirred a bit, her eyes fixated on the display before her.

"Mmm." Mako groaned hungrily, pulling Korra's attention away momentarily.

She stroked his hair out of his face encouragingly, and physically shuttered as his tongue dipped inside her. "ahah." She shuttered, languidly licking her lips.

"ah-ha..Good Boy.."

Mako lightly squeezed her thighs, enjoying her ironic use of word play.

Korra looked over at Kuvira again and smirked, it would be a bit harder to get her to submit. However seeing Mako take what she wanted could be enough to persuade her.

"You want me.." Korra breathed. It wasn't a question because she knew that was evident.

Kuvira swallowed drily and tore into her bottom lip. Of course she did, her entire body felt like it was on fire. She realized that if she didn't act now, she'd be in yet another scenario where she was on the side lines watching Mako and Korra in the act. There was no way that was happening again.

She quickly joined them, kneeling beside Mako almost stubbornly. She grabbed hold of his collar and kissed him, wanting to exchange Korra's flavor. Their tongues slipped in and out of each others mouths, enjoying the mixture of sex and saliva. After a few more seconds of heated exchange they continued to adorn Korra with their nasty appetites. They both fought over Korra's pussy. Their tongues mingled over her clit hungrily.

Korra leaned back on her hands and wailed. "Ohh fuck!" Her jaw went slack as she moaned.

Mako and Kuvira exchanged a few sloppy, wet kisses in-between their feast for Korra's womanhood. They swapped her flavor and enjoyed the mutual satisfaction of taste.

Two mouths sucking and licking her clean was more stimulating than Korra initially anticipated. She was getting wildly worked up faster than she wanted. They sucked on her lips, pulling them fondly and enjoying her wetness.

Each held one of her legs and placed it over their shoulder, holding her steady. Kuvira began sucking her clit as Mako slipped one of his long digits inside her.

"Ahh!" Korra moaned. Her chest began to rise and fall faster as she inhaled larger breaths. Mako thrusted his finger back and forth as Kuvira swirled her tongue around her sensitive bud. He liked watching Kuvira fuck her. The general was attentive and aggressive, her tongue dipping in and around every crevasse of Korra's body.

"yes! fu-fuck yes!" Korra cried. She threw her head back and yelled, her thighs shaking as her orgasm quickly approached. Mako eyed Korra's breasts as they bounced along with Korra's jagged breaths. He stood up and leaned over her body, sucking one of her nipples into his mouth as he added another finger past the knuckles.

Korra clenched her teeth and growled as her hand instinctively held the back of Mako's head, pinning him against her chest. He rolled his tongue over her nipple, plucking at the stiff peak. Lightly, he grazed his teeth along the bud before biting down and pulling.

Korra hissed through her teeth and rolled her hips as Kuivra continued to stimulate her clit to orgasm. Her legs quivered as she silently mewled over the sensation.

Korra captured Mako's chin and haphazardly kissed him in-between her breathless gasps. "Take-them off.." She ordered. Her fingers clumsily unbuttoned his pants and he finished the job by pulling down them down along with his briefs.

Kuvira was silently discarding her clothes as well and tying her hair back into a pony tail.

Korra licked along Mako's bottom lip as she stroked his hard length with her hand. "r-ready?"

He nodded silently, too occupied by the feeling of her touch to articulate words. As Kuvira moved from between her legs to let Mako in Korra stopped her.

"No," She said, grabbing Kuvira and pulling her close. She tasted her lips with a sly grin on her face, "Your turn..."

Kuvira kissed her back as her stomach jumped. She knew what Mako was packing and honestly she had a right to be nervous. "Korra..." She breathed, her voice softer than usual and a bit raspy.

"Call it me getting even...for all the games you've been playing..."

Kuvira could admit she was incredibly turned on by Korra's stature. She kissed her again as an act of submission and eyed Mako from the corner of her eye putting a condom on.

The detective silently stood behind Kuvira, his erection trailing the inside of her leg cautiously. Korra held both sides of Kuvira's face and kissed her lips and along her cheeks. This turned her on so much she didn't know how to act. Making Kuvira submissive was like the ultimate power play. She reached her right hand between Kuvira's legs and began rubbing her clit, lathering her sex with her natural lubricant in order to better prepare for Mako's intrusion.

"As..long as we agree...this is okay..." Mako said.

As he took hold of Kuvira's hips the General moaned into Korra's mouth. "Careful prissy boy..." She warned as she arched her back.

Mako licked his bottom lip, "I'll take that as a yes..."

"I wanna hear her say it." Korra spoke, eyeing Mako deviously.

He smiled back, catching on to her banter. Fuck yes..

He lightly dragged the tip of his cock along Kuvira's seem, gathering his pre-cum along her lips. "Me too.." He cooed, using all of his strength to hold himself back.

Kuvira moaned against Korra's face and this was probably one of the only times she's ever heard Kuvira sound so light and breathy. She clawed Korra's thighs and mumbled another moan as Mako's bulbous tip circled her clit before parting her lips.

She was still biting her tongue and Korra carefully began caressing her body. She dragged her hands along her ribcage, palming the sides of her breasts before traveling down the small of her back.

"Do you want him?" Korra whispered. She clawed Kuvira's back, enjoying how she leaned in closer to her.

"I want you.." Kuvira replied.

Korra hummed seductively as her right hand drifted past Kuvira's naval. "I'm right here..." She fingered Kuvira's hood, pulling it back to circle her clit with skillful fingers. Her heart was pounding faster by the second. Finally being able to touch Kuvira the same way she always did her.

This change of pace, being the dominant partner was slowly becoming very addictive.

"errh ah!" Kuvira grunted. She arched her back, pushing her breasts against Korra's mounds. "Mmm..." She was still trying to be stubborn, but quickly loosing the battle. Her hips naturally began to rock back and forth, pushing against Mako's cock and pulling towards Korra's hand.

"Kuvira.." Korra whispered, her voice that similar siren song they both knew far too well. Her fingers parted her lips and rubbed along her entrance. She was so wet that her arousal dripped down Korra's fingers.

The general grunted again before succumbing to her lustful desire. "Fuck me." She said confidently.

Mako jolted forward, plunging only his tip past her barrier. "ohh!" She cried.

"Fuck.." Korra moaned. There was a small air of disbelief in the back of her mind that was appalled they were actually doing this.

Mako slowly rolled his hips, waiting for Kuvira to adjust to his girth.

"We don't have...all night-" Kuvira groaned. Even in a position like this she was still so critical of him. He complied however, feeling his seed quickly gathering at the base of his cock.

He began to snap his hips in a faster motion, plunging his entire length inside her.

Korra buried Kuvira's scream with her lips and peppered her mouth with firm kisses. She held her close and kept her steady as their bodies danced about.

Kuvira's sounds of pleasure were expressed threw grunts and growls. She sounded so primal it was hard not to get wrapped up in the influence.

Korra continued to rub her clit as Mako fucked her from behind. Her fingers very lightly trailed around his cock as he stroked back and forth. Her left hand clutched the back of Kuvira's neck, anchoring her head against her face.

Mako was fully out of mind and acted solely through his body. Kuvira was fine, he honestly didn't feel the need to dwell on the comparison because no one would ever compare to Korra. The general had experience though, and it showed in the way she swiveled her hips.

Kuvira leaned forward, laying Korra on her back. She licked down the princess's body, tonguing the fat of her breasts. She sucked one into her mouth and didn't release until there was a prominent mark around the circumference. Leaving the exact same imprint on the other one to match.

Although Mako was fucking her senseless she was still focused on pleasing Korra. She ventured down her body and latched onto her sex again. She could never grow tired of pleasing Korra orally, it was a skill she joyfully wanted to master.

Korra squirmed under her mouth, already so sensitive and worked up from before. She sat up, adjusting her position to accommodate the view. From her perspective, Mako was sharing in her pleasure as they used Kuvira from both ends. She didn't like seeing people as objects but in this context, Kuvira made an excellent play-thing.

"Yes! ah.." Korra wrapped Kuvira's ponytail around her palm and pulled on her hair roughly. The general groaned happily in response. Although she was putting up a good fight, she was quickly reaching her peak. Mako's grip on her hips was firm, keeping her anchored in place unable to escape every inch of him. It was a lot to say the least... overwhelming, tight and thick. He probed her walls deeper than she'd ever encountered before.

Korra and Mako held one another's gaze in a lustful trance. It was like the more they wanted each other, the more they channeled that yearning through Kuvira. It was so fucking erotic, especially watching as Mako fucked someone else. Korra liked the mixture of longing and jealously she felt. She wanted to be in Kuvira's place and yet at the same time watch everything transpire. It was so outlandish to watch him do this, and that's why she loved it so much. To continually push the boundaries of their sexual pursuits.

"Oh fuck!" She cried as the general fingered her abruptly.

Mako grunted, never taking his eyes off of Korra. He shared the same sentiment, that he'd rather be inside her instead. The yearn for her grew so great it was almost tangible. This was a hard thing to tame but he loved the denial, being so close and yet so far away from his prize.

"Do you want me?" Korra asked.

"y-yess!" Mako cried. He grunted, moving his hips almost panic like. "Yes."

Korra leaned forward and he met her in the middle, leaning over Kuvira's body to do so. She captured his lips and kissed him roughly.

"Fuck her like you want me." She ordered.

Kuvira wailed as Mako somehow mustered up the energy to go harder than he was before. "Ha! ha ooh! Shit!" She dropped her head on Korra's thigh, unable to keep herself quiet. Her fingers were still working Korra's insides although her attention was being torn apart.

Korra bit at his lips, tearing into his flesh with each kiss. She held onto him for dear life, swept away in a feverish passion. "Mako...you're so good..." He wasn't even fucking her and yet she was still so amazed by him.

The corners of his lips curved upward in a lazy smile as he kissed her passionately. After tonight he'd be surprised if Kuvira didn't feel the same as Korra did.

Their moans filled the air in a mixture of soft cries and vulgar swears as they all finally reached a crushing climax. Kuvira hugged Korra's waist, biting into the side of her hip in an attempt to silence her passionate cry of surrender. As her muscles seized, Korra watched in amazement. Kuvira was just as intriguing as Mako was. Her ability to show up for her in new ways was just as bountiful.

Mako followed soon after, pulling his erection away quick enough to rip his condom off and spill his load all over Kuvira's back.

"Oh-shit.." Korra whispered as she watched him finish.

As they all panted quietly she ran her finger along Kuvira's spine, gathering his seed. Mako watched her closely as she brought the pad of her finger to her mouth and sucked it clean. He swiped his thumb across his bottom lip, stifling his urge to kiss her.

After a few minutes of rest the trio slowly cleaned off and got dressed. Mako left the rest of his work on his laptop for tomorrow and headed out with them. They didn't exchange as many words as none of them felt it was necessary. Still too stunned by what had just transpired. Mako said goodnight and drove away as Korra hopped in her car with Kuriva in the divers seat.

In this case, actions were definitely much louder than words and there was nothing else left to say.